Dangerous Attraction

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I'M STRUGGLING TO FIGURE OUT WHO I AM, CHAINED BY THIS FEAR INSIDE
and i'm being drawn to you.
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He could hear him moving… but not forward, not into his bedroom. Instead, his
steps receded back to the bathroom… the sound of the door closing behind him.
Brendon frowned deeply, his heart still pounding away within his chest. H-He had
expected him to come in… A-A part of him… h-had… wanted him to…
NO! No, that wasn’t true…!



Brendon blushed deeply and proceeded to throw the large blanket over his head to
finally completely conceal all of him. He didn’t want him to come in! He didn’t want
to see him! He most certainly had not…!!



He could hear his voice; again it was a faint murmur through the walls, and
Brendon quickly pressed both of his hands over his ears. No! He didn’t want to
hear it! He didn’t want to hear him! He was so, so, so very angry. Why had
his mother let such a bad man into the house…! Why didn’t she care at all about
his feelings…!



Brendon scrambled even more underneath his covers, pulling the sheets up from
his bed and hiding underneath them as well. Then, finally, he took his bundled
sheet within his arms and fought to get it overtop him as well. His dirty garbs fell
into his lap then… and he found himself surrounded by his own heat and Ardel’s
scent.



“No!” He complained madly, and shoved his garbs out from his bed using his feet…
kicking them out of his hidden fort until his toes were sticking out and the robes fell
off his bed and onto the carpeted floor below.

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[color=647d32]N[/color][color=647d32]o!"[/color]



His gaze lifted towards the mirrors, or rather the wall that separated the two of them and frowned a little. He listened for a moment... but could hear no other noise...



He didn't like that Brendon had cried out like that and now everything was silent. He glanced towards the door but knew that he couldn't enter Brendon's room unnoticed.



Joshua tried to reason with himself, but there was an uneasiness growing within him and he had to see if Brendon was all right. Without any further hesitation he took off his shoes and actually moved to the large windows before the bathtub.



They were locked, but required little force to open and gave him more than enough room to step outside. Joshua emerged a moment later outside and his emerald gaze immediately moved to Brendon's windows.



He very carefully peered inside, but did not see Brendon right away... until he looked to his bed...






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Brendon threw a small temper tantrum underneath the heavy blankets hiding him
away. H-He knew that no one was here to hide from… but his keen sense of smell
and hearing gave him the feeling that he needed to hide from Mr. Ardel—despite
him being in the bathroom.



Brendon angrily hugged his sheets to himself, wanting to banish that man’s scent
from his covers. But, even with the robes disposed… Ardel’s scent filled his sheets.
He threw another tantrum, tossing about underneath the covers… acting like a
child. His cheeks were ruby red, embarrassment and frustration both plaguing him.



He didn’t care if he was acting like a child. Right now, no one could see him… and
he was desperate to free himself of all these bottled up emotions inside of him.



But then, suddenly, he got an idea—w-why was he hiding away underneath the
covers when he could be doing something dastardly!? He gasped, softly, and
within an instant had flung the covers from his head and body. He bounded up
onto his hands and knees, getting out of his bed with every intention of moving
toward his wall and door.

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Joshua’s eyes widened as he watched the scene unfold before his eyes. Brendon was under his covers thrashing about as if upset. But Joshua recognized the sounds escaping him and the manner in which he tossed about.



The boy was throwing tantrum...



It was spectacle that brought sheer amusement into his eyes because he knew exactly why the boy was throwing a fit.



It was solely because of him...



If he had seen anyone else showing such a display he would think very ill of them, but Brendon’s childish reaction caused him to swell with pride.



A sudden gasp escaped the boy and he suddenly began throwing the covers from over his head. Joshua stepped back thinking the boy had somehow caught him yet again with his keen senses...



But Brendon turned away from him and began crawling off of his bed. Joshua’s gaze widened... as he saw... what Brendon was wearing... and it immediately caused his body to fill with desire.



He could feel his body rising in temperature as he was given such an intimate view of Brendon’s undergarments. As the boy stood up however... Joshua moved away from the window completely and pressed his back to the wall.



But the heat coursing through him... continued and all too soon he was glancing back around the corner... to secretly take in the boy’s body.







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Soon, Brendon was out of sight of the window as he bounded his way forward and
right beside his small dresser at the wall where the bathroom was opposite him.
His cheeks were bright red, his chest lightly huffing as he clenched his hands into
fists and swelled with satisfaction at what he was going to do…!



“Stupid man!” He said madly, secretly wishing there was a peep hole he could look
through to spy on him and see his reaction!

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Joshua could no longer see Brendon from where he was and actually had to turn fully towards the window in order to see him. He was standing in front of his wall... and speaking out to him...



[color=647d32] “Stupid man!”[/color] He called to the wall, but his voice was low enough to not alert his mother.



Brendon was a devious little boy... but Joshua was more frustrated with what he couldn’t see... and that was his body...



He was standing beside his dresser and unknowingly shielding himself from Joshua’s view...



Joshua pressed himself back against the wall and exhaled slowly... as he felt such a raw and powerful desire consuming him.



He wanted Brendon... now...







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“T-That’s what you are…!” Brendon urged on, his heart racing and his face hot.
“A, A stupid kissing man…! Nnnng!”



Brendon stuck his tongue out and made a noise but then, in that moment, a sense
of awareness hit him. His senses drew him toward his window, where he had heard
movement. W-Where he could… c-could…



His eyes widened and he sucked in a soft breath… as he stayed silence and still
and watched his window. His heart began to beat rapidly. His cheeks flushed
deeply… a-and then, with a burst of energy, he dashed for the wall t-to hide from
the window…!



H-He was outside…!

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[color=647d32]T[/color][color=647d32]-That’s what you are...!”[/color] Brendon continued... [color=647d32] “A,A stupid kissing man...!”[/color]



Joshua’s eyes widened as he heard his words... and he finally pulled from the wall with every intention of climbing back into the bathroom.



He was on the edge of losing control...



But Brendon was suddenly rushing towards the window again... and realized that the boy had realized he was there. Joshua had made no significant amount of noise that any human should have been able to detect... but Brendon had heard him...somehow...



Joshua stood before the bathroom window and then glanced towards the wall Brendon was behind. Could he really hear him?



[color=083901] “I am going to kiss you, Brendon.”[/color] Joshua promised through a whisper and then listened for his reaction.







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“I am going to kiss you, Brendon.”



Brendon instantly gasped, his heart thundering as he heard the man’s voice. It
was muffled, and soft, but he could hear his words… He could hear what he had
said to him. His heart pounded even harder, if possible…



“N-No you’re not,” He retaliated fiercely.

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Brendon gasped... and Joshua knew without a doubt that there was something special about Brendon. He could immediatly feel his body softening with pleasure.



[color=647d32] “N-No you’re not,”[/color] Brendon returned, but made no attempt to contact his mother. It was as though...he secretly wanted him here... whispering to him.



[color=083901]“The moment I get you alone...”[/color] he continued... his voice quiet and lulled with his desire. [color=083901] "You'll be mine..."[/color]







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